Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears professional attire. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker white hat.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Shipwright but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Thomas took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thomas fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Pacifist, Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He wears his brown hair up. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the west. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Average lock. 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. His hair is golden and very short. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Bricklayer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Gomory took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His black hair is long and unkept. His eyes are green.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Kody took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Stylist. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His childhood dream was to be a Beggar, but he was a colossal failure. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a beggar again

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 gp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.